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Shufen listened attentively to the story and asked, "Sister Xiangyu, how can you be sure that the plan you said is from my brother's hands?" Did he tell you? ”

"No, I just had a gut feeling until I saw the patchwork of terraces now...... Shufen, didn't you tell me in your letter that he was in the design department of Huajian? I'm sure, it must be the work of genius! ”

"He's just doing miscellaneous things in it, and he's afraid he won't be able to do such a profound thing!"

"You don't know him, Shufen, your brother is a genius, genius, do you understand......"

"I know, Sister Xiangyu! Didn't you go to my brother in Guangsha? ”

"I want to look for it, but I'm afraid, when I think of him, I think of his ruthless eyes in Hercy, but after a moment, it's all his good, and I don't know what's wrong with me......"

"Sister Xiangyu, do you remember how you persuaded me when you came last year - bravely take that step......"

"No, genius is not the same as Guangwen, I have already tried, but in the end it will only make myself more painful and make him uncomfortable......"

"Sister Xiangyu, we women may all be fragile! My brother's log, I'll write to him again! ”

"Don't tell him I've been here, okay? Shufen, I'm just here to relax, it's okay, I don't want him to know, as long as I feel that he is close to me, really, just like you write to me, I feel that he is not far away......"

Shufen felt sorry for Xiangyu and twisted her head to the other side. She didn't turn around until Xiang Yu finished speaking, but when they looked at each other again, Xiang Yu's unhappiness seemed to have been swept away.

She couldn't understand Sister Xiangyu, why this girl, who was several years older than herself, was a little immature in her relationship. Would you still be so obsessively in love with someone? Moreover, that person is obviously far away from her! Is it really like what she said, because one of her letters will make him feel that Brother Fushun is very close to her? It's impossible, unless Sister Xiangyu's nerves are stimulated!

"I know you can't understand me. Shufen. I can't understand myself either! But that's really it, when I arrived at Jiang Yun, I looked at the place where he had stayed, and my mood was half better; I just saw that terraced field, and I don't think it matters what the plan is! Xiang Yu stood up. She felt that her leg pain was mostly healed.

"Okay, Sister Xiangyu, go and sleep on the wooden bed over there, and we'll go down the mountain when it's cloudy in a while!" Shufen helped Sister Xiangyu.

Xiang Yu tried to take two steps, and her legs seemed to be better. "What are you doing in the afternoon?" She asked Shufen.

"There's nothing particularly anxious, just in this garden, can you go to sleep?"

"I'm not sleeping, can you take me to see the school where Guangwen teaches?"

"But your leg ......"

"It's okay, just walk slowly, isn't it not far?"

"Okay!" Shufen looked at Xiang Yu's expectant eyes. In fact, Li Huansi Village is small, and she rarely goes to it herself. As for Guangwen's class, she really wanted to see it......

In a few days, the children will have their final exams, and the teachers have never been so anxious in a semester, especially Wang Guangwen, who has just become a teacher, and spent a month at the beginning of the school year to let the children develop etiquette.

Parents think that this little teacher Wang knows every day that she curries favor with the women's director of Yangjiawan in Lin Changli, and the dolls come home and speak some Mandarin that they don't understand, which is weird. It doesn't work at all! But the children liked this strange teacher, and sometimes they went to the forest farm to find the teacher to make up the lesson - who knows if he went to make up the lesson, or did he work?

"Slow down, Sister Xiangyu. Right down there! "The road from the forest farm to the village is much wider than the road up the mountain in the south. A few tiled houses that look similar to private houses appear in front of you, and without introduction, who can tell that this is a school?

The two sisters went to the school playground. The students in the first grade class have already left class (there is no uniform time for the school to and from class, and the time for going to and from school and even to and from school is at the discretion of the teachers of each grade), and the children are playing crazy on the "playground", and the sun and dust do not affect their innocent playfulness at all.

Say it's a playground. In fact, it is a potholed earthen dam, and if it rains, it is similar to a paddy field full of water.

Only the towering locust tree in the middle of the earthen dam tells the long history of this place. Five or six children were playing under the locust tree, holding hands in a circle, and they didn't hug the tree.

The children were barefoot, and they didn't seem to feel the heat on the ground. The sweaty little ghosts, their gray faces looked like they had just come out of the coal kiln, sweat came out of their foreheads, ran down their cheeks, and immediately rushed out of a ravine. Whether it was a male doll or a female doll, their hair was messy, and when they saw two big sisters they didn't know suddenly appear, they all blinked their big eyes and stared at Xiang Yu's floral shirt and jeans as if they were strange.

"That's what it is...... School? Xiang Yu asked in surprise.

"That's right, Li Huansi Village Primary School!" Shufen pointed to the yellow mud wall, and the name of the school was marked in neat white letters.

To the south of the dam, three side-by-side earthen walls are classrooms, and in many places the walls have been cracked, and a large hole that can stick out of the head is poured into the cool wind, and a few "windows" nailed a few times with wooden planks have also cooled the crowded classroom.

It's in the summer! Xiang Yu imagined that the winter wind would blow from the pass, and the children would be shivering with cold.

Through the wooden window, Xiang Yu and Shufen saw Guangwen talking eloquently on the podium, his loud voice echoing in the classroom, and the image of a peasant was completely absent.

"Students, this is the last lesson of our sixth book, "The Magic Pen of Ma Liang", when I was in school, the teacher who played the triangle symbol made us read it by ourselves. I've spent three lessons on this lesson now, and I want you to understand some of it.

"Just now, a few students answered very well, just like you said, we must be kind, brave, and have a strategy and think more about problems...... But we have a question in our after-class exercise, which asks us what would you draw if you had a magic brush? Students, do you say that there is a magic pen in this world? ”

The children replied in unison, "No!" ”

"Yes, so we refuse to answer this question. However, we can use our own diligence and wisdom to acquire something similar to the magic pen, which is called 'skill', just like when we grow crops, we can harvest better if we know technology, and we must not be hungry if we work hard, and to acquire this skill, we must learn it bit by bit.

"Now, let me tell you a little story. The hero of the story has such a magic pen in reality! But this magic pen was not given to him by the fairy grandfather, but he worked hard to polish it himself. He slept later and got up earlier than anyone else every day, just to read and study, day after day, he studied all the books on building houses in ancient and modern times, and became a great designer! With his brush, he can draw beautiful buildings, long bridges, and towering towers...... Students, do you want to have such a magic pen? ”

"Yes!"

"So what should we do?"

"Study hard and ...... every day"

Xiang Yu's eyes are red, she is not because of the protagonist in the story, but because of the sincere, cute, and frank eyes of the children.

She turned her head and looked at where the sun was setting. There is a wooden pole inserted on the stone platform not far away, and on the top of the wooden pole, a faded five-star red flag is reflected red by the setting sun......

Ps. children's shoes chasing more, are there any free appreciation tickets and pen fun pavilion www.biquge.info coins~ The countdown to the 515 red envelope list is over, I'll pull a ticket, ask for an increase and appreciation vote, and finally rush it! (To be continued.) )